Chapter 113 – Black-Bellied Regent VS Loyal Shadow Guard (17)
Despite the pain from his wounds, Mu Jin couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss his lover’s dry lips as he watched him sleep peacefully. A wave of tenderness swept over him.
He knew how hard the man had worked over the past few days and was relieved that time moved more slowly in the system’s inner world, otherwise his lover would have had to endure even more torment. After this incident, he resolved to be even more careful in the future.
Mu Jin always knew that whenever they entered a new world, once his lover fell in love with him, he’d become his weakness. They couldn’t let go of each other and sometimes lost their rationality for one another.
But he was still grateful. Because they loved each other so much and were willing to give everything for the other, they also became each other’s armor.
Mu Jin never regretted following his lover into these dangerous worlds and believed that if the roles were reversed, his lover would also risk everything for him without hesitation.
In the days following, Mu Jin’s injuries healed quickly, which surprised the surrounding doctors, who saw it as a miracle. The refugees believed that Mu Jin’s good deeds had brought about his recovery because he had saved so many lives, earning the blessing of the gods.
After learning that refugees had knelt outside the inn to pray for his recovery, Mu Jin was touched, feeling that his efforts to save their lives hadn’t been in vain.
However, even though he was recovering quickly, Wen Renhong remained by his side most of the time. He moved all the documents he needed to review to Mu Jin’s room, handling official business while taking care of him.
As for inspections, Wen Renhong entrusted them to trusted subordinates. Even his meetings with other officials about disaster relief took place in the adjacent room, and he requested that everyone speak quietly to avoid disturbing Mu Jin’s rest.
Now everyone knew that Doctor Mu was someone the prince held dear. Offending the prince was one thing, but offending Doctor Mu would bring dire consequences.
Mu Jin had tried to persuade Wen Renhong many times, hoping he wouldn’t neglect his duties because of him. But the man couldn’t leave Mu Jin alone, always afraid that something bad might happen while he was away. Only by constantly being with him could he find some peace of mind.
As evening fell, the young apothecary brought in the herbal medicine Mu Jin needed to drink. Seeing the dark, bitter-looking liquid, Mu Jin felt a wave of resistance. He really disliked the taste of these medicines, but upon seeing the worry in Wen Renhong’s eyes, he couldn’t refuse.
Mu Jin reached for the medicine bowl, but Wen Renhong took a sip himself before leaning in to kiss him, transferring the medicine. He knew Xiao Jin disliked bitter medicines and figured this was the best way to ensure he drank it.
Blushing at the intimate gesture, Mu Jin felt that the man was almost addicted to this way of feeding him medicine. Even though he was much better and could sometimes get out of bed, Wen Renhong insisted on feeding him this way. The rest of his meals were eaten normally, but with this medicine, his lover seemed unable to resist these intimate moments.
After finishing the medicine, Mu Jin looked up and said shyly, “Master, I’m better now. I can take the medicine on my own; there’s no need to feed me like this.”
But Wen Renhong simply kissed Mu Jin’s lips again, hugging him tightly, and whispered in his ear, “Xiao Jin, be good.”
Feeling somewhat helpless at his lover’s childlike way of comforting him, Mu Jin knew that no matter what he said, Wen Renhong wouldn’t listen. Ever since he had woken up, his lover had become more domineering, especially when it came to getting close to him. Even if he suggested a more conventional approach, Wen Renhong wouldn’t tolerate it.
After spending some more time together, Mu Jin persuaded Wen Renhong to get back to his work. There were always many tasks to handle, and the documents piled up daily.
Mu Jin knew that Wen Renhong often got up to work late at night after he’d fallen asleep. He was concerned, thinking it would be better if he completed his work earlier to get proper rest.
But Wen Renhong had been suppressing his emotions for so long, and the mere presence of Mu Jin made it difficult for him to keep his distance. If it weren’t for the concern about Mu Jin’s injuries, he might have been unable to resist his desires.
Wen Renhong watched his adorable little guy, knowing that since Mu Jin had woken up, he couldn’t stop getting close to him. If it weren’t for his fear of hurting Mu Jin, he might have done something else.
Not wanting to waste time being with his lover, Wen Renhong was filled with a mixture of sweetness and frustration as he saw the worry in Mu Jin’s eyes. He leaned in to kiss Mu Jin on the forehead, holding his hands and playing with them, softly coaxing, “Xiao Jin, would you accompany me to read some documents?”
Did his lover become clingy after he got injured?
Mu Jin felt like facepalming but nodded obediently. Soon, he found out what accompanying really meant.
Mu Jin was forced to sit in his lover’s lap while Wen Renhong hugged him, busy with paperwork, occasionally feeding him a bite of snacks.
Knowing Mu Jin was still recuperating, the snacks were chosen for easy digestion and nourishment. Wen Renhong broke them into tiny pieces, feeding them to Mu Jin bit by bit.
Each time he fed Mu Jin, Wen Renhong would then kiss him or pat his head. Mu Jin felt like a small pet being doted on.
Mu Jin raised an eyebrow, somewhat exasperated. But every time Wen Renhong finished reading a document, he would lower his head to kiss him, and Mu Jin’s heart melted. Being so cherished, what was there to be unhappy about?
With Mu Jin’s company, Wen Renhong finished his work quickly. Once done, he took Mu Jin back to bed to rest. Before that, he helped him change the bandages on his wounds.
Seeing Mu Jin’s wounds heal well, Wen Renhong felt relieved. Yet every time he touched the healing scars, he couldn’t help but feel pain for him.
After replacing the bandages with new ones, Wen Renhong gently kissed the bandaged area and held Mu Jin as he drifted off to sleep.
Thanks to Wen Renhong’s care and 003’s assistance, Mu Jin’s body was almost fully recovered in a few days. During this time, Wen Renhong had managed the flood relief effectively, and things were slowly getting back to normal.
Due to his decisive measures and effective methods, the local people appreciated Wen Renhong’s efforts, and Mu Jin became a well-known figure.
It was rumored that the skilled Doctor Mu was Wen Renhong’s close companion, and they were deeply in love. Though Mu Jin wasn’t considered a legal spouse due to not being a ger, the two had a loving relationship.
Mu Jin was aware of these rumors, thanks to 003, and Wen Renhong, as the head of the Hidden Pavilion, was also aware. But the prince wasn’t bothered by the gossip; instead, he was delighted. He felt that the people were perceptive—weren’t he and Mu Jin a perfect and loving couple? He thought about marrying Mu Jin someday, imagining how happy he would be when they were finally together.
Once the flood relief was under control, Wen Renhong decided not to delay their return to the capital any longer. The surroundings here could never compare to the capital, so he prepared a carriage.
To ensure Mu Jin’s comfort, Wen Renhong added several layers of soft padding to the carriage, creating a comfortable environment for the journey. He and Mu Jin then set off for the capital.
They traveled at a slow pace. Wen Renhong insisted that Mu Jin drink nourishing soups, even though he disliked the bitter taste. But with his lover’s gentle care, he accepted the gesture.
Sometimes Wen Renhong fed him the medicine with a contented smile that made Mu Jin wonder if he enjoyed it a little too much.
Initially, the medicine feeding was tolerable, but then Wen Renhong claimed that the bitter medicine needed to be chased with some sweet tea. The sweet tea was given the same way, with Wen Renhong transferring it through a kiss, making Mu Jin both exasperated and blushing.
As Mu Jin’s wounds healed, he noticed Wen Renhong’s gaze becoming increasingly heated. Having shared several lifetimes with him, Mu Jin knew exactly what that look meant.
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